I'm sure you've all heard stories like these: yellow weasels demanding a title at midnight, the dead returning to life in someone else's body, eerie paper figures performing on a stage, and flying jiangshi sucking blood.
Some people scoff at such things, while others believe in them wholeheartedly.
As luck would have it, I'm one of the believers. Not for any other reason,
but because these things all fall within my line of work.
What's more, I moonlight as a demon slayer, pull the teeth from vampires, and raid werewolf dens. Don't doubt it, that's exactly what I do.
People call me Xu Zang. Those monsters and demons, though... they call me Xu Zang, the Grave-Digger.
All right, come along. Our story is just getting started...
(This book is a little different from traditional supernatural fiction. Enter at your own risk. It's not all that terrifying, but it's not exactly a comedy either.)
